Lyranne had searched across the continents for more knowledge of shadow and its effects, but in her heart she knew is was more answers she sought. Was there a way to prevent shadow consuming her living self? Her only companion for the last months had been her Paton Loa, Shadra. She'd sought counsul with her almost on a daily basis. Not once did Shadra hint that Lyranne was on the wrong path, and so she continued.

Soon though it became apparent that the tiny niggling concern was becoming more important a worry. Her body was breaking down at an alarming rate. She started to need more shadow just to hold her body in one piece. Perhaps her reluctance to feed off of other living entities was the cause, and the shadow, needing something, turned to her instead. Whatever the reason, her situation was becoming dire.

An idea festered in her mind. Maybe the House of Slyvanas, with their knowledge, could find a way to free her from either Shadow, or her slow descent into death. Her primary worry was that if she died alone, the shadow might seek a stronger power, perhaps even lure Lyranne towards the Lich King, and though she didn't think she was overly powerful, the thought of aiding him was enough to make her turn to a lesser of two evils: The House would have her shadow.

The idea seemed sound in her mind. She'd find a warlock who'd drain her soul and store it. Lyranne would then make her way to the House and proposition them. She knew they could not be trusted to grant her undeath, or even that they wouldn't corrupt her completely, so this seemed a sensible choice. The warlock she found was Til, a young beautiful sin'dorei. Til fascinated Lyranne. Not because of her inate shallowness and attraction to yong women, but more because she seemed so unique in this world. Determined and shy with it, but also stronger than she appeared.

They got to speaking, and Lyranne mentioned her plight (as at this time, Lyranne was forced to envelop her entire body in shadow to prevent further degradation) and Till immediately suggested that she'd be willing to aid her. So with a short amount of time, and Lyranne feeling increasingly more desperate, they set about going ahead with the plan.

Of course, having one's soul drained is a painful experience, akin to dying a thousand times over. But Lyranne had been through pain before, and knew she could cope. The best method for dealing with pain is a distraction, and Til supplied that with a kiss.

After what seemed an eternity of pleasure and pain, the task was complete. Til had Lyranne's soul, and Lyranne essentially an empty husk.

She ventured forth, having told Til to follow at a safe distance, and came before the House.

Her proposition was not met kindly, though she pointed out that what she asked for in return was nothing to that which they'd gain. Eventually, their leader agreed, and the Agamand crypts was chosen as the place for the ritual of shadow feasting.

Archnazg took charge, levitating Lyranne in the centre of the crypt. The shadowpriest's proceeded to enter her body and mind, feasting on the shadow. Before long, whilst Lyranne was in yet more terrible pain, Archnazg said what Lyranne suspected would happen. He announced to her that there'd be no deal on their end. They'd feast on her shadow, and kill her. Powerless, she instincively grasped at her throat as Archnazg choked the life out of her. He asked her if she had any last words. Defniant to the end, she replied simply "no" And then... It was over. Lifeless, she was thrown to the ground.

Many there wanted to bring her back as a ghoul or slave, forever in their grasp. Archnazg declined, stating she's not a screamer. He grabbed her head, to make sure she was dead, piercing her cheeks with his nails. He then levitated her lifeless corpse, and threw it into a coffin, and proceeded to place the id on it.

The House left, and all that remained was a sole mindless ghoul. Til snuck in, and commanded it to aid her in getting Lyranne to a safe spot. They ventured some way towards Brill before Til ordered the ghoul to jump to its death. Obedient, it did so. She carried Lyranne like a baby, such was the lack of weight, and placed her in the crypt outside Brill. There, away from prying eyes, she gave Lyranne her soul.

Lyranne's body lashed out violently as life started to return. She opened her eyes, and for the first time, saw life as a forsaken.

Excellent. Not only is it great to to finally find out what's being happening to Lyranne all this time but its a very good read. Glad i took 5 mins out from running round like a loon in work to read this

_________________"If we don't know where we belong, it'll make no difference from where we started"

Wel, Lyranne is Ryleen's sister. She's picked up a few of her habits over the months and years And though Lyranne can be naivé, she's not so much that she'd go meet the House without some plan. But the point remains they killed her (Rawr, and all that).